Xu Jing sat opposite Jin Fushi, pressing his knees with both hands, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh, as if he had put down some burden: "Who said no?"

"And your previous words actually make sense." Jin Fushi continued to tempt it. "You are the so-called Cai Jing remnants, who are now being attacked by the current Jiangnan sects, and have been rejected by the old ministers of Yuansheng, who have not been abandoned by this official family. If it were not for the head of the official family and the minor official, where would you have the opportunity to regain your career? Even if you and I were both, where would you have the opportunity to dig your heart out here? You should cherish the present."

Xu Jing sighed, finally got up and bowed his head: "Mr. Lei Chuan is right, I'm wrong."

"Uncle Ming knew this." Jin Fushi felt relieved when he saw the other party admitting his mistake and nodded immediately. "Now the political sacred Song Dynasty is clear and the official family is an enterprising person. You are so young, as long as you are right and do things seriously, you may not be able to surpass your ancestors in the future, and you will surpass your ancestors... and sit down."

Xu Jing sat back in the distance, nodded and became more relieved.

But Jin Fushi leaned over and said sincerely: "Now, let's look back at what you said, even if you don't have any resentment, your words are not right! I miss your official family, there are only two concubines in the harem, only a few hundred eunuchs, and most of them are old people from Jingkang. The fish pond in the palace garden is made into a fish pond, and the Cuju field is changed to a Cuju field... When I saw it in the palace three or four years ago, I knew that this emperor had great ambitions and was determined to save Jingkang's shame... Such an emperor had not cared about his private bag for seven or eight years, how could he care about his private bag today? According to me, the so-called private bag is probably also a public bag. The maritime trade tour sent by Zhang Jun would probably save it for the country."

Xu Jing was silent for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly and shook his head: "Even so, paying attention to dead things and ignoring diplomatic relations is also a loss of big things because of small things..."

"That's not necessarily." Jin Fushi suddenly smiled bitterly. "I think your official family is reminding me and the Japanese people next door... Uncle Ming, haven't you read the latest issue of the mansion report?"

Xu Jing was slightly stunned: "What does Leichuan Gong mean? What is in the diary report?"

"Uncle Ming, please be more careful!" Jin Fushi smiled bitterly, but folded the newspaper on his knees and stuffed it to the other party. "Take it, I just bought it with someone, I just finished reading the front page headlines, and you will talk about it after reading the front page headlines!"

After saying that, Jin Fushi stood up with his hands behind his back and shook his head and paced in the courtyard where he was staying.

Xu Jing opened the palace newspaper in his arms, and just saw it, he stood up in shock, then turned to look at Jin Fushi: "The court has come up with such a ridiculous plan? What kind of morality is it?"

"The Jingkang Incident is called inconsistent!" Jin Fushi didn't look back, but just walked with his hands behind his back and sighed. "The country's Northern Expedition lacks 30 million yuan. How can it be considered inconsistent to openly seek strategies for gathering wealth from the world? Besides, isn't this move based on what your Zhang Shuxiang Jiancaiyiluo did? It can be regarded as showing the people's sincerity."

"Can……"

Xu Jing wanted to speak but stopped, obviously thinking of something. "This move has a little bit like the Xining reform. Wang Shu wanted to seek a new method, and everyone saw everyone... but there was no such a powerful report at that time... and our official family really praised Wang Shu."

"No," Jin Fushi continued to pace in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. "The current situation is indeed like the Xining reform. But I have always admired Wang Shu's knowledge, but it is worth it for Xining reform... Because everyone knows that the reform did not end and Xixia did not conquer it, but the public was in agitation."

"Then..." Xu Jing instinctively spoke.

"I know what you are going to ask or what you want to say, but today, the actions of the Song Dynasty officials made me dare not easily argue." Jin Fushi continued to pace with his hands behind his back. "Because I really don't know if he can accomplish anything in the future... Ten years ago, who knew that the Jurchens could lead to the Jingkang Incident? Seven years ago, who knew that your official family could take back the old capital, sweep the northwest, and even the concubines Khitan and Mongolia?"

"But..." Xu Jing looked at the other person's back, not saying that his forehead was sweating, and even swallowed, and then asked nervously. "But I still want to ask Mr. Lei Chuan... can this happen?"

"Uncle Ming, today you ask me if this matter is correct, it is equivalent to asking if the Northern Expedition can be accomplished, but how dare I know this?" Jin Fushi turned his back to Xu Jing and sighed quietly. "You must know whether this matter can be accomplished is not only related to your Song Dynasty and your official families, but also to the life and death of our Goryeo people! I came here this time just to seek a 'dare not knowing'."

Xu Jing hesitated for a moment, but still held the dibao and asked: "Mr. Leichuan, I only ask you and me for personal relationships, do you think it can be done?"

Jin Fushi finally stopped, then turned around, his eyebrows tightly frowned, and his eyes stared at his old friend from a foreign country like lightning.

Xu Jing was frightened for a moment and didn't know how to deal with it.

After looking at the other person for a moment, Jin Fushi finally closed his eyes and sighed: "Uncle Ming... I probably think it can be done in my heart, but I still dare not say it, I can't say it!"

Xu Jing was panicked and nodded quickly, then fled directly with the newspaper. Jin Fushi looked at the back of his young old friend, but stood solemnly in the courtyard with flowers and green willows.

Not to mention how Jin Fushi was feeling, on the other hand, Xu Jing escaped from the courtyard where the Goryeo delegation was heavily guarded, but did not go far. Instead, he passed the courtyard of the Japanese delegation, which was also heavily guarded, and entered another courtyard where the hotel was heavily guarded.

After entering this courtyard, Xu Jing followed the imperial court full of the yard and moved into a small courtyard. Then he did not raise his head and bowed his head directly, and then he did not raise his head, so he held out the previous conversation without reservation.

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"That's what he said?" Zhao Jiu, who was sitting in the yard basking in the sun, felt thoughtful.

"Yes." Xu Jing pinched the di newspaper and didn't dare to raise his head.

"He saw through you." After thinking about it, Zhao Jiu suddenly laughed in the audience. "This old man is much stronger than Zheng Zhichang, and is not of the same level at all. He came here this time to show his affection and hold his position and not express his opinion to avoid Goryeo facing the Jurchens alone... While believing that I can succeed in the Northern Expedition, I dare not say it, but I cannot say it... It is precisely what he wants to tell me and the Song court. People are open and honest, but we can't help but become stingy."

Xu Jing raised his head, sweating profusely, and was panicked for a moment.

Wang Lun, the minister of the Honglu Temple, stood beside him, quickly bowed and said: "The official family, Xu Zhuan has made merits and no faults. If he doesn't talk about this, he will be sent to Goryeo this time. In accordance with the will, he will bring Jin Fushi, a person who can do things and manage things, rather than Zheng Zhichang, who is worthy of his mission."

Zhao Jiu continued to laugh: "I didn't say he had it, and even this trip was not a failure... I just realized that although Jin Fushi was a little capable, he was subject to a small country and a Goryeo party struggle... His words were not only what he was originally going to say to me, but in fact he was forced to say it."

Wang Lun and Xu Jing breathed a sigh of relief together, and the latter even grabbed the Zhongdi Newspaper and looked up slightly.

The next moment, the Zhao Guanjia suddenly stood up, and the soldiers around him also followed him with him under Yang Yizhong's leadership, but he could not walk three or four steps, but the official family turned around: "The chief clerk Xu seems to have something to say?"

"It's... Your Majesty, the official family!" Xu Jing, who had just turned around, panic spread the newspaper in his hand and hurriedly found the front page headline.

Zhao Jiu turned his head completely and smiled brighter: "Do you have a good way to accumulate wealth for the country?"

"I have a plan." Xu Jing swallowed his saliva and tried hard. "Officials can increase taxes! Increase commercial taxes!"

As soon as this said, Wang Lun shook his head immediately, even Yang Yizhong could not have a flash of eyebrows.

As for Zhao Jiu, he actually had no hope at the beginning... Since he was forced by reality to ask for help publicly, the memorials and Du Sheng received in these days have been very diverse, but most of them have not exceeded the scheduled plans of professional bureaucrats.

For example, if you increase the commercial tax, of course you are considering it... It is not impossible to fish when you need to do it, but when that is necessary, you have to wait until the country really has no other way to go.

Therefore, the Zhao Guan family directly labeled this person as a second-generation ancestor who was eager for quick success and instant benefits, and could only use it on Goryeo affairs, but also laughed and prepared to pass it perfunctorily with one sentence, and then quickly went back to update the "Water Margin" that had become Zhou Geng.

However, the second generation ancestor who specializes in foreign languages ​​seemed to see what Zhao Guanjia thought, and may have finally sorted out the language, but quickly explained: "The official, the increase in commercial taxes I said was not the old taxes, but a new tax. I learned from the experience of Zhang Taiwei's fleet in Japan... I just saw the newspaper and I had an idea."

Zhao Jiu finally calmed down and asked again seriously: "What do you mean specifically?"

"The official family... so that the official family can know." Xu Jingqing knew the key, and even more, he knew that the opportunity was rare, so he quickly said. "This time the fleet went to Japan, Goryeo, and the flags given by the official family in Dengzhou were of great use... So on the way back, the old sea merchant on the ship said that he was willing to buy an official family's flag for a price of 10,000 yuan a year!"

As soon as this was said, Wang Lun, the Minister of the Honglu Temple who was born in a maritime businessman, couldn't help but tsk, as if he had awakened... This was simply a qualification to sell the "main store" to maritime businessmen.

How did the name of the main store come from? Isn’t it just that the official qualification for self-made wine? Then you have to pay the money to the court.

In other words, Xu Jing's suggestion is really a good way to open up wealth.

But at the same time, Zhao Jiu, who was still smiling just now, was stunned on the spot... Because he was not only stunned by the other party's creativity of selling flags, but also stimulated by the other party's ideas. Then he recalled that there seemed to be such a similar way to make money in later generations, which seemed to be a tax type, and also a way to sell the credibility of the country and the royal family. Therefore, not only would not accumulate public grievances, but would be called a good tax.

But I can't remember the specific content for a while.

"What then?" Zhao Guanjia came to his senses, and while thinking hard, he frowned and asked. "Is it just selling flags for marine merchants?"

"Of course it's not just selling flags..." Xu Jing said quickly. "The official family can also produce similar things for every business... it may not be a flag. Most of the time, it is a document with an official seal..."

"Stamp Duty!" Zhao Jiu bypassed Xu Jing, sat back on the chair under the tree in the yard, and then raised his head to sigh. "There is also the Northern Expedition Fund Lottery, plus the Sea Marking Banner... I have only been an official for a few years, and I really forgot everything! Xu Qing, I have always been trustworthy. Your suggestion today is worth a Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple!"

Xu Jing was confused at first, and then overjoyed.
Chapter completed!